I write a lot of poems and things you could call poems, and not all of them are meant for my tumblr I guess. They're all about my teacher crush. He is called Z and there's a 10 year age gap.
Tenía 19 años y estaba repitiendo otra vez, ya era la segunda vez que me pasaba. Este curso estaba siendo una mierda, hasta que le vi, llevaba colada por él unos años, y jamás me había dado clase. Hasta ahora.
"Dear Harry,
The sixteen years I have spent breathing on this planet have led me to a pitiful longing for a man I cannot have. I am merely a little girl - a lamb who fell in love with a lion.
It was today, the second of June that I first saw you and realised you were the one."
A story about a young girl and her infatuation with her favourite teacher.
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